Pop Out Lyrics

When i pop out on yo block

You better run

Turn a nigga chicken when he see this drum

Finger fuck the trigga

Imma make that bitch cum

These niggas shootin in the air

He'n trynna hit nun

I robbed the plug

And them niggas tried to do a rerun

Kill everybody

Ion care if you ain't see nun

Me and my lil brudda

We just bought sum new guns

So when we pop out on yo block

Don't you dare run

Put some flavor on my chicken

Call me stephon

Niggas claimin like they gangsta but he parttime

Is you ridin with yo niggas

Is you gone slide

Cause I'll fye ya ass up just like some hot fries

Real hood nigga I put 2 and 2 together

Got me fightin all these demons

Dealin with the devil

Ion trust to many niggas

I'll be the first to tell ya

I'll be the first to tell ya

1 shot 2 shots 3 shots 4

If I cock it back

On My Mama I'm gone blow

1 pop 2 pops 3 pops 4

All my bruddas TTG

Bitch we trained to go

Pull-up pop out hop out

Shoot

We already know

Niggas turn pussy out the blue

We'n talkin to the feds

Bih we never have a clue

All my friends are dead

So bih don't make me body you

Big bag get that

Run up

Imma push his shit back

No face no case

You get the point

I know you get that

I'm gettin all this paper

Got these pussy niggas big mad

Run up on Lil Rachett

Im gone leave with a shit bag